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Life Is Not a Comedy, but Something Strangely Mixed
Cleaning White Enamel.
DUB all the dirtv marks with a piece of flannel moistened
with methylated spirit. Then wash the enamel with
warm soapy water, dry and rub with a flannel sprinkled
with whiting. Polish withi dry duster completes the pro
cess. White enamel furniture treated in this way from time
to time retains its brightness for a very long time.
This Day in History.
JHIS is the anniversary of the death in 1403 of Tamerlane
the Mogal congueror of Persia. He was never de
feated in Battle and, although cruel and stern, did much
to promote the arts. He was planning to invade China
when he died of an ague.
When a Girl Marries;
A STORY OF EARLY WEDDED UFE
line Finds Ewy Bent on Takii
Phoebe to Some Gay Place and
Phoebe Determined to Go
By
Ann Lisle. !
chapter en. I
f. (Copyright 1010. King- Feature Syn-!
dicate Inc.)
MY tete-a-tete tea with Vir
ginia carried me back from
the friendly atmosphere of
the early afternoon to our old un
slsterly relationship. She wan dls
f tfalt and distant The subject of
Pat Daltoo was now as distantly
taboo as if she'd forbidden the men
tion of his name.
Even two cups of scalding hot
and very delicious tea couldn't
warm our relations back to any
thing more than polite tolerance,
and I had a dreadful feeling that I
ought to be grateful to Virariria for
not putting a stupid meldler l'ke
to out of her house and her life
forever.
Just how she managed to convey
her impression without saying a
word. I don't know. But this I
do know: T hadn't brought her a
Jot nearer Pat Dalton. I had forced
her confidence a bit and made her
unguardedly admit her interest in
the man who is still In name rr
husband and she'll not forgive me
for knowing that Pat isn't dead o
her.
T left Virginia and walked home
feeling that I'd done far more harm
than good. It doesn't seem possi
ble that I can ever again hope to
bring Pat and Virginia together. I
have no clue nothing on which to
work. I don't even know what part
if anv Caflotta Sttirges plays in
their strange separation And
awkwardly enough. I have entered
Into a sort of unwilling friendship
with the girl I do not despise, even
while I wonder if she can be that
despicable thing a wrecker of
homes
HaK an hoar's brisk we Ik
brought me home, and there in our
apartment's entrance hall T found
Phoebe and Ewy. fast in conver
sation, and seemingly unconscious
Of the cool discomfort of the ihtMc
bench on which they were sitting
Bide by side, swinging their bcels.
like a couple of chums.
Phoebe Defiant.
Almost defiantly. Phoebe held
up her little heart-shaped face to be
kissed The last time I'd seen her
had been when the maid had re
ported that Long Distance had Baid
the Fort Something didn't answer,
and she'd rushed from the room to
come back with that trouble-brew
ing explanation that Longley the
x lormi nsc jaeijuiieu uie senuer ui
Virginia's anonymous flowers as a
tall blue-eyed man with Iron-gray
hair.
In my soul I still believed that ,
Til i 1 I X. .11l T TM. I
ruurut uhu uccu uiwifr, uuui, dis
tance and the fort where Neal was.
But I couldn't be sure; and it
wasn't particularly comfortable to
feel that little Phoebe would lie If
the found herself at bay.
Now I had an idea that Phoebe
had come to talk things over with
me. I wondered if the undiplomatic
person I had that very day proved
The Toonervifle Trolley That Meets All
By FONTAINE FOX.
HM GO HB j JrL
TOUCMA DA gESSSJpSg'
TVte Skipper uet an ( Jlfe
OKGAN GRlrtDR AND MIS VJ ,
monkey Ride last week jK'V'
and the monk made the g -
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myrclf could help her. And. ques
tioning it, I found myself almost
glad that Evvy was there, too.
Tome up with me, girls," T in
sisted cordially. "I'll try to make up
for your long, cold wait in the hall."
Evvy laughed out her answer as
we stepped into the elevator:
"Well, we got acquainted, and
that warmed things up. Phoebe's
going to have dinner with me to
night, to cement the friendship of
the Harrisons and the Masons."
I thought I could detect an ugly
note in her voice and tried to con
quer it without showing my unwill
ingness to have that friendship ce
mented. Amap Gets a 8 a rp rise.
"And leave Virginia alone?" I
asked, throwing open the door of
my home.
"Virginia has a date," announced
Phoebe almost sulkily. "She doesn't
worry much about leaving me alone
when Mr. Blake invites her out."
A shad" of cxprsssion flickered
across Evvy's face and was gone
again before I could make an ef
fort to read 1L
"Why don't you girls slay here?"
That would he fun." I suggested.
"Oh. no home dinners In ours to
night! I am taking Phoebe to the
dearest little French restaurant
where she can see a bit of life," re
plied Ewy lightly.
"Phoebe's too young to go about
unescorted.'" I began none too tact
fully then I caught myself up.
"And you're n youngster yourself.
Kvy. Stay here or let us chap
erons you somewhere "
"I'm sick of being babied." flunc
our Phoebe. "You'r getting as
preachy and as good-goody for
other folks as Virginia Is, Anne.
I'mBping out with Evvy unless
you call up Vee and tell on me."
While we wer- speaking. Evvy
humming a tune indifferently Idly
crossed to the b'.g carved chest.
"I'll play you a game of checkers
whether we go or stay." she
suggested with a casual and aim
leas air.
Then she manipulated whatever
strange device it was that opened
the secret compartment where she'd
thrust the checker board after her
game with him in the long ago time
when he was ill and she had
played nurse while I went out for a
breath of air with Sheldon Blake.
Of a sudden Evvy leaned down
with an air of sweeping. When she
straightened up again, there was 41
malicious twisting at the month
corner. In one hand she held the
checker board. From the fore
finger of the other hand htre
dangled the ring on which hung
Tom Mason's duplicate keys.
(To Be Continued.)
He Told Tim.
"Would you oblige me," said a
reporter who was anxious to write
up an interview, "by telling me
what book haa helped you most in
life?" After a thoughtful pause
the great man answered, "My bank
book!"
(tCopyrtrBt. int. by th wiiilw Brttil
Stunning Hats That Meet Demands of Spring
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3liHBHi?'5? a"d green gold, and the os- 911 iSfl
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Here is an unusual hat of
black split straw, with a
handsome ostrich band and
fans toward the back.
JDO YOU KNOW
THAT
In T- nA oil mH ! I riPAancln.
tjons arc written in the language
of the country.
Opals when first taken from the
mine are so soft they can be picked
to pieces by the finger-nails.
It is estimated that nearly sev
enty million wild animals arc klled
yearly for the sake of their fur.
The women of the Philllplnc Is
lands make some of the finest lace
in the world from a strong, pilky
fiber obtained from pineapple
leaves.
On Assam an oath Is taken stand
ing within a roped circle, to imply
a wish to perish as the rope does
If the witness does not tell the
truth.
The greatest piacier in Xew Zea
land, called the Taxman, has an
average width of G.-70" feet, though
at its widest point it is somewhat
more than two miles across.
the Trains
eau.)
Unental earrings and a
novel fan are
as the latest in
The earrings
and Green gold,
Irich fan is unique.
iBMBg&m.m jmrnsMmmmmu, . i
Pbotea br Uadecwood Uodtnraed
Those Odds
and Ends
By Rita Stuyvesant.
HAVK you found, after the
fpring houseoloanlng. that
there are a great many odds
and ends accumulated? Old stock
ings', beyond the mending slug-,
worn underwear, hair rlbbonf, al
ino.st thri-adbiir in the conter from
bfing knotted, and numerous other
.irticles are generally discovered in
bureau drawers, tc. All can be
made into useful articles. House
keepers with ears of epfrienrc
hav nhown me what surprisingly
good results they have had with
ads and ends.
Old cotton stockings and lmln
underwear were eombined into a
t iiarminj; colonial rug for a !ummer
bungalow It wn.i ovnl In shape
'and showed shades of blnek. rose,
end Duteh blue. The material was
cut in utrlps about an Inch wide
and f-ewed together. Somo of it
was dyed rosp. and some blue, while
the black stockings remained as
they were- The strip were then
braided together, carefully turning
under tlm raw edges, ftepinning
with a small circle, sew row after
row of the braiding until you. r'Jg
i? the desired size
You ran choose a round, oval, or
quare shape for your nig nnd com
bine the colors according to taste
or to suit the color eohenic of your
room A hotder of rope Is pretty on
5 black rug. and might also be used
for the center. Various .shades of
purple are plensing with blue and
Mack and make a quaint rug for a
bed room
Short lengths of ribbon or worn
ones may be cut up for tiny powder
hags. These make unusually dainty
gifts and are well to keep in mind,
with Easter so near. Cvery girl
needs a pretty powder hag. ind the
ribbon ones are very simple to make.
Choose ribbon about three inches
wld and sesm It together at the
fhort side with a French or fiat
ream. From the bottom of a teacup
cut. a circle of cardboard and care
fully ''over it with silk. Attach the
hng to the bottom, leaving a frill
about a quarter of an inch. Finish
the top with tiny ribbon drnw
Mrlngs. leaving a frill like the
bottom.
There are other ways of closing
the top. A narrow row erocheted
edge with ribbon drawn throii;n It
elves a dainty touch. The top .1
vage might simply be turned back
and hemmed to form a casing.
Small sl7e mirrors are very con
venient and may he used ss the bot
tom of the bag. To hold the mirror
in place, cut a circle of silk a little
'onger thnn the mirror. Turn under
the raw edge and gather in closely,
slipping the mirror Inside
Bits of exqulslu lace or gold and
silver lace might be used to ml
imtage over h iosc or blue satin
foundation bag. A drop of rare
Perfume or sachet powdr will Im
part that final dainty note so es
sential to feminine finery.
shown below
jewelry styles.
are of pearls
and the
Advice to the
Lovelorn
Wants to Think It Over.
DfcJAIt SUSS FAIRFAX
I liac tn-eii coins to a Eirl's noun
for the last f-w eara and take hr
out qultf uften and loeil her better
than mjMlf. !o. a fvw uetks ago, I
prupuscd to In r and ahe accepted tn
Aftisr . fnv Un shu tlmuclit It over
and told me nli- elianKd Iit mind
:ib.)Ut It Hli- I. Id m- Mint flip will
tn-at me like a brother till then.
Now. I want o know how I can make
her kIv me a favorable answer when
th" two month arc over, as I love
her drlv? J B
lirls often ask for time to con
sider the Important question of
whether tliey shall marry. And 1
should not despair as ou are still
In a hopeful position. It would
seem that your best chance lies in
not trying to over-persuade the
young ladv. till the time she has
sot for a decibion is up. Wait the
two months, then take your answer
like a man.
Troubled by Jealousy.
HKAR SUSS FAIRFAX:
l have ben coins about with a
ynunc man for oim year. I.t wck a
frlond of mine told me that phe hart
pofll lilin with another jrlrl What
ahnll I do. MIbs Fairfax' I don't want
him to know that I am jaIou Should
I Ju?t let it ro and not ask him who
It j. ami Just Inquire for mynelf.
or ahould I nik him
UROKKN-llKAUTKO Olltl..
Tell hmi frankly what you have
heard, but without seeming to
make much of it. It is always
best to be direct about cuch tilings.
His explanation may prove him
quit innocent of any dlloyalty to
you.
Wearing Spurs in Church.
Among the expenses of the privy
purt-e during th reign of Henry
VII. appears this entry: "To the
children, for the king's spurs, four
pence." This probably refers to the
payment of "spur-money" to the
choristers for the redemption of
the royal spurs, which the choir
bo. claimed as their perquisite sit
the annual feast in honor or St.
George.
it was the custom to Impose a
small tax on all those who entered
St. I'aul's. or any other cathedral,
wealing their spurs, as this caused
such a Jingling and disturbance that
it often drowned the voice of the
priest. The collection of this
money was left to the choir boys
and to the beadles, nnd an old
writer declares that It resulted in
the youths neglecting ili.-lr duty
In order to collect their dues
Alternative Uses.
"Father." said little Hilly, "when
a hen sits on an cci; for threo
weeks and It uoesn't hatch. Is the
egg hpolled." "As an' article of
diet, my son. it is henceforth a
failure, but for political purpose
it haa Its uses!"
And here is a chic little hat
lor walking, of gold color
braid stitched to crown with
black chenile and ornament
of fruit.
Puss in Boots!
By David Cory.
"A mo6ny old cat
That lived on the dew
Had six little kittens
That never would mow."
AID I will tell you how Puss
Junior and little Tom Thumb
found out about this slllv
Id cat. They were traveling aloug '
ogether. looking for adventure,
hen all of a sudden they heard a
rcadful mewing. It came from a
ttle house that stood in piain eight
lose to the broad highway.
"I hate to hear a kitten mew."
ud Puss Junior. "When a kitten
u rrs you know it Is happy, but
lien It mew's something's wrong."
"Then let's go over to the little
House and find out what's the mat
ter." said Tom Thumb. So he and
Puss Junior walked over and
knocked at the door. But, oh, dear
me! The sight that met their eyes
when the door opendd made the'n
very angry. The "moony old cat"
had just returned from the village.
"She bought a big bellows
And blew In their ears.
Then all mewed so loud
It brought her to tears."
"Stop! stop!" yelled Puss Junior,
"don't you dare use those bellows
again." The "moony old cat" looked
frightened to death. Puss Junior,
sword in hand, and eyes flashing
Are, would frighten any cat. wheth
er it happened to be "moony" or
not. Tom Thumb also had drawn
his tiny sword and stood by Puss
Junior's side. And then the six
little kittens ran over to Puss Junior
and began to purr at a great rate.
"How could you do such a cruel
thing to these dear kitties?" he
said, looking at the "moony old
caL"
"Well. I'Jl tell you." she answered.
"They did nothing but purr, purr
all the time. They never would
mew. no matter what I said, and
every kitten certainly should learn
how to mew. So I went to the vil
lage and bought a big bellows. I
didn't think It would hurt them,
but they mewed so loud it made
me cry."
"I'm glad it made you cry. Give
me the bellows Bnd promise me
you'll never again hurt these dear
- little kittens."
And then the "moony old cit"
handed the bellows to Puss, and
gave him her word she would nev
er hurt her kittles again. And af
ter that Puss Junior and Tom
Thumb bowed their way out of the
front door and continued their
journey of adventure.
(Copyright. 1919. David Cory.)
To He Continued.
i
DO YOU LIKE BOOKS?
Pale Drummond's new novel.
"The Kvolutlon of Peter Moore." is
jubt announced by Hritton Publish
ing Company. New York. While in
no sense a war novel. Peter Moore,
actuated by the highest sense of
duty, did go to war. But before he
went he married a young girl from
his old home town.
Thenceforth the story deal with
Pertha Hunter, the "war bride." and
her adventures in the great metrop
olis. Tho book is quite attractive in its
general appearance and contains
four striking illustrations by Thel
ma Gooch Price Sl.,'0 net.
Shakespeare and Burns.
An Englishman and a Scotchman
were having a discussion t n the
relative merits of Shakc-peare and
Burns. "Ye think a fine lot of
Shakespeare?" said the Scotchman.
"I do." was the reply. "An" ye
think he was mair clever than
Hobble Hums?" "Why. thee's no
comparison between them!" "Maybe,
no: but ye tell us It was Sli U
speare who wrote. 'Uneasy lies the
head that wears a crown.' Now
Hobble would never hae written sic
nonsense as that!" "Nonsense, do
you say?" ejaculated the othe .
"Ay. Jut nonsense! Uobbie would
hae Kent fin that a king, or queen
cithur, dlstm gang to bed wl :ho
croon on their head. Ilc'fl have
kent thov hang it ower the back
o'a chair."
w Dark gtar
By Robert W. Chambers
Stull Tries to Dissuade Brandes From
Falling in Love With Demure
Kuhannah But Fails
STsropsia
Rnhan&ah Careir. born In T? blxond.
daughter of an American missionary.
Rsverand Wllbour Carv. accompanies
her parents to their old heme In Gay
field. New York Bute, after the father
had been crippled by a Jiehammedan
fanatic. Her favorite amusement Is
playing- with the wonder box of the
late Herr Conrad Wilner, a few paces
of whoee diary are always read by her
father or mother to her aa a bedtime
Itory. The box contains treasures
with which Rue plays and finds absorbing-
interest. She learns from the
diary that Wilner saw the box being
dropped from a yacht In th Bosphor
us and fished it up with the body of a
beautiful girl sewn in a sack.
Wilner, as an a rent of the German
government, makes plans for fortifying
GallJpolL The duplicates of these
are stolen and he pets evidence that
the Turks seek bis life. He gives the
box to Rev. Mr Carew for safe keep
ing, with instructions to send the plans
to Berlin in ease he is killed. He Is
stoned to death, but Mr. Carew keeps
the papers.
The child displays a talent for
drawing-. She learns she is to get a
legacy of H.OflO upon her marriage.
Roe meets Jim Neeland, a yonn?
artist, and likes him
Eddie Brandes, gambler, and his
pal Stull meet Rue and the former is
smitten by her beauty.
CHAPTER VI (Continue).
"Say, Eddie." he began, "can't no
one learn you nothln at all? How
many times would you have been
better off If you'd listened to me?
Every time you throw me you hand
yourself one. Now that you got a
little money again and a Uttle back
ing, don't do anything like
that "
"Like what?"
"Like chasln' dames! Don't act
foolish like you done in Chicago
last summer! You wouldn't listen
to me then, would you. And that
Denver business, too! Say. look at
all the foolish things you done
against all I could say to save
you like backing that cowboy
plug against Battling Jensen!
Like taking that big hunk o beef.
Walstein. to San Antonio, where
Kid O'Rourke put him out In the
first! And everybody's laughing at
you yet! Ah " he exclaimed
angrily, "somebody tell me why I
don't quit you. you big dill pickle!
I wish some one would tell me why
I stand for you. because I don't
know. And look what you're
doing now; you got some money of
your own and plenty of syndicate
money to put oh the races and a big
comlsh! You got a good theayter
in town with Morris Stein to back
you and everything and look what
you're doing!" he ended bitterly.
Brandes tightened his dental grip
on his cigar and squinted at him
good-humorcdly.
"Say, Ben." he said, "would you
believe it if I told you I'm stuck on
herr
"Ah, you'd fall for anything. I
never seen a skirt you wouldn't
chase."
"I don't mean that kind."
"What kind, then?"
"This is on the level. Ben."
"What! Ah. go on! Tou on the
leveir
"AH the same. I am."
"You can't be on the level! Yon
don't know how."
"Why?"
"You got a wife, and you know
damn well you have."
"Yes. and she's getting her di
vorce "
Stull regarded him with habitual
A Look of Contempt.
and sullen distrust.
"She hasn't got it yet."
"She'll get it. Don't worry."
"I thought you was for fighting
it."
"I was going to fight it; bu,t "
His slow, narrow, greenish eyes
i-tole toward the house across the
road.
"Just like that." he said, after a
slight pause; "that's the way the
little girl hit me. I'm on the level.
Ben First. skirt I ever saw that I
wanted to find waiting dinner for
me when I come home. Got me?"
"I don't know whether I do or
not."
"Get this, then: she isn't all over
paint; she's got freckles, thank God,
and she smells sweet as a daisy
field. Ah. what the hell " he
burst out between his parted teeth
"when every woman in New York
smells like a chorus girl! Don't I
get it all day? The whole city
stinks like a star's dressing room.
And I married one! And I'm
through. I want to get my breath
and I'm getting it."
Stull's white features betrayed
merely the morbid suffering of In
digestion: he said nothing and
sucked his cigar
"I'm through." repeated Brandes.
"I want a home and a wife the
kind that even a fly cop won't pinch
on sight- the kind of little thing
that'.s over there In that old shack.
Whatever I am. I don't want a wife
like me nor kids, either."
Stull remained sullenly unre
sponsive. "Call her a hick if you like. All
right. I want that kind."
No comment from Stull. who was
looking at the wrecked car.
"Understand. Ben?"
"I tell you I don't know whether
I do gr not!"
"Well, what don't you under
stand?" "N'othin. Well, then, your
falling for a kid like that, first
crack out o the box. I'm honest;
I don't understand it."
"She hit me that way so help
me God!"
"nd you're on the level?"
"Absolutely. Ben."
"What about the old guy and
the mother? Take "em to live with
you?"
"If she wants em."
Stull frtared at him in uneasy
astonishment:
"All rlKht. Eddie. Only don't act
foolish til! Minra passes you up.
And pet out of here or you will. If
you're on the level, as you say you
are. you've got to mark time for a
good long while yet "
"Why?"
"You don't have to ask me taat,
do you!"
Detenalaed to Marry Girl
"Yea, I do. Why? I want to
marry her. I tell you. I mean to.
I'm taking no chances that gome
hick will do it while l'a away. I'm
going to stay right here."
"And when the new car comes?
"I'll keep her humming betweea
hers and Saratoga."
"Aad then what?"
Brandes' greenish eyes rested os
i the car and he smoked in silence
for a while. Then:
"Listen, Ben. I'm a busy man. I
got to be back In town and I got to
have a wedding trip, too. You
know me, Ben. You knew what I
mean. That's me. Whan I do a
thing I do it. Maybe I make plenty
of mistakes. Hell! rd rather make
'em than sit pat and do nothing!"
Tou're crazy."
"Don't bet on it, Ben. I know
what I want. I'm going; to make
money. Things are going big with
me '
"You tinhorn! Tou always say
that!"
"Watch me. I bet you I make a
killing at Saratoga!"
"I bet you I make good with Morris
Stein! I bet you the first show I
put on goes big! I bet
"Ah. can it!"
"Walt! I bet you I marry that
little girl in two weeks and shs
stands for it when I tell her tsur
we'd better get married again!
"Say! Talk sense!"
"I am."
"Whatll they do to you if your
wife makes a holler?"
"Who ever heard of her or me is
the Bastr
"You want to take a chase like
that?"
Til fix It. I haven't g;ot tirne ts
wait for Minna to shake me loose.
Besides, she's in Seattle, ril fix it
so she doesn't hear until she get'3
her freedom. Til get a license right
here. I guess I'll use yoar
name "
"What!" yelled Stull.
"Shut your face!" retorted
Brandes. "What do you think
you're going to do, squeal?
"You think I'm going; to stand for
that?
Flaying; Game on Use Square.
"Well, then, I won't use your
name. I'll use my own. Why net?
I mean honest. It's dead lereL III
re-marry her. I want her, I till
you. I want a wedding trip, too,
before I go back
"With the first rehearsal called
for September 15! What's the mat
ter with you? Do you think Stslm
Is going to stand for '
"You'll be on hand. said Brandes,
pleasantly. "I'm going to Paris for
four weeks two weeks there, two
on the ocean '
"You '
"Save your voice, Ben. That's
settled.
Stull turned upon him a dead
white visage distorted with fury:
"I hope she throws you out! he
said, breathlessly. "Tou talk about
being on the level! Every, level's
crooked with you. You don't know
what square means; a square with
you has got more than four corners
for you! Go on! Stick around. I
don't give a damn what you do. (Jo
on and do it. But I quit right
here."
Both knew that the threat was
empty. As a shadow clings to a
man's heels, as a lost soul haunts
Its slayer, as damnation stalks the
damned, so had Stull followed
Brandes; and would follow t6 the
end. Why? Neither knew. U
seemed to be their destiny, sur
viving everything their bltleir
quarrels, the Injustice any tyranny
of Brandes. his contempt and ridi
cule sometimes enduring through
adversity, even penury, through
good and bad days, through abun
dance and through want, througn
shame and disgrace, through trick
ery, treachery, and triumph noth
ing had ever broken the occult
bond which linked these two. And
neither understood why. but both
seemed to be vaguely conscious
that neither was entirely complete
without the other.
"Ben." said Brandes, affably, Tm
going to walk over to Gayfleld.
Want to come?"
They went off together.
(TO BE CONTINUED TOMORROW.)
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